"You made Palmer your Blackthumb? That's a good choice. I'm guessin' you've had a chance to see him at work. He's a strange bird, but he's an excellent mechanic. I'm amazed the weed doesn't get in the way, but I guess it just doesn't."

Kinner hadn't spent long enough at the Citadel to get clear feelings about the place, though he's not a fan of extreme heat or extreme cold.

"Byrd's staying away from people," Kinner says. "Though I'm thinkin' he might evolve soon. He was actin' a bit strange before the winter came, more energetic than usual. I dunno what Piplups evolve into, but evolved Pokemon are supposed to be more powerful."

He honestly is no expert on Pokemon, so he has a tendency to see them as like the animals in his world, though he wouuld't imagine eating one. They seem too smart for him to be comfortable with that. "Just don't eat Byrd - as a personal favor for me." Kinner smiles. It's a joke. Mostly.

He looks in the direction of the shelter. "Good luck on your mission. If it's all right to share, what's the mission about? I'm wonderin' if you've met those creatures yet. I haven't, but I've heard folks talk about them."